I Survived Feeling Lonely
On Memorial Day 2014, I found myself alone in my apartment, with no barbecue or beach party to attend. My friends were all with their significant others, and my S.O. was in bed with a terrible cold. The idea of spending a three-day weekend alone left me with an empty and uncomfortable feeling. I was so nervous about the days that loomed large ahead of me that I even found myself irritated with my boyfriend for being sick (so silly, but it's how I felt briefly).
I Had Difficult Conversations
I have a habit of not telling people when they have hurt me. I sweep it away, make excuses for them, and make it my responsibility to get over it. Remember, though: It's important to voice when we’ve been wounded by the people we love. This year I finally had a difficult conversation with a friend, and without getting into the dirty details of it all, I can tell you that our relationship is better for it. I was able to share what I needed and why certain things were not okay with me, and I was also able to hear what my friend needed from me. The best part was that both of us immediately made changes to show that the other person's feelings were valid.
I Loved Myself More
I’m notorious for focusing on what I haven't accomplished or what I need to do (lose weight! floss more!), but sometimes looking around and saying, "I've done some good things!" is a difficult but powerful thing. Learning to spend time alone has allowed me to feel better about who I am and become honest with myself about the things I want to change. Now, when I set out to make changes, I come from a loving place, of “CeCe, you can do better” instead of “CeCe, you’re the worst.”